The beginning of the end
Many years ago I used to take two and half sugars in my tea. Actually most of the adults in my household did the same. Not two sugars, nor three, but two and a half. Jump forward a few years when I became a student, money became tight, luxuries had to be sacrificed — one (or two and half) was the sugar. I can recall the bland taste of my morning tipple without the richness of the sweetener, and thinking that tea would never be the same again. It didn't. It became better. The